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Sep 2012
Darkness, that's all I see
Since the day I was born,
No colors but black.

People say look at the flower,
Or they tell me their favorite color is blue
I don't know what blue looks like so I say my favorite color is black

I can smell the fragrant air,
I can tell what perfume the teacher is wearing, and how well the janitors cleaned last night
My nose is very strong

I can use my ears better than anyone else,
So even though they don't know, I hear them whisper  about me,
I hear everything they say.

I am in constant darkness,
I have been since the day I was born,
I am blind.
Written by
Kathryn  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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   Kayla Marie
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